"Is it really Bing..." the principal pondered.

"I want to watch the video of the live battle, and I will strengthen it immediately and insulate the temperature!" The old cowboy said with a serious expression. "It is not that it does not interact with the outside heat, but because this 'extreme' state blocks the release of chills like the 'surface tension' of water, but the vague and extremely tiny heat interaction still exists. As time goes by, this 'surface tension' will gradually weaken until it completely breaks and explodes! Such a large piece of extreme ice... it can instantly turn this place into an Ice Age!"

The researchers immediately took action, and the principal and the old cowboy came to a no-one compartment.

"Is that exaggerated?" the principal was a little suspicious.

"Oh, to be precise, I don't know, after all, I haven't seen it before, but the seriousness of the words can better reflect my professionalism." The old cowboy replied.

"Damn it, I'm talking to you very seriously now!" The principal was speechless.

"Okay, then what is the wrong thing you said before? Is this huge ice?" The old cowboy shrugged, causing the huge beer belly to bounce. "Although it is an outrageous rare thing, if the bloodline is relatively high, even if the King of Ocean and Water, which controls the serial number, can be made, it will take some effort at most."

"What do you mean by the higher bloodline class and the more labor-intensive things?" asked the principal.

"Of course it's S-level and then so tired that it's so tired. Even if you're exhausted, you can't create such a big piece. Even if you're particularly excellent A-level," the old cowboy replied, "From your reaction, this freshman shouldn't be exhausted. Then I guess it's S. After so many years, it seems normal for a wild S-level pop up, right?"

"What if this freshman not only wasn't so tired that he was unconscious, but also went to the steak buffet shop to eat steak for three hours?" the principal asked.

"Oh, it's normal, that means his spiritual sequence is very high. The highest known one seems to be the Ice Emperor, right? Maybe that's the one? According to the truth, you can also infer this information, right?" said the old cowboy.

"That's a high-risk word spirit!" said the principal.

"Come on, what else do you pretend to be in front of me? Judging from this thing, he has controlled it very well. Releasing the Yan Ling requires physical energy, but if it releases such a powerful Yan Ling, it is only physical energy, that is a genius in thousands. This is an excellent dragon-slaying seed!" The old cowboy lowered his voice, "If you don't win him over, I will change my surname to Angers immediately!"

"I'm not interested in a sudden extra relative." Principal Angers said with a stern face.

"Relative? I should be your elder by age!" The old cowboy raised his eyebrows in a humble manner.

The principal had no words to refute, and what this guy said was indeed correct.

"So what's wrong with what you said? Worrying that his origin is unknown? Or something else?" asked the old cowboy.

"No, his origin is quite clear. What's wrong with this operation... This pure blood dragon clan... is not quite the same as the normal dragon clan," the principal frowned, "It seems that something was wrong with his brain."

"It's normal for so many dragons to occasionally have brain problems, right?" said the old cowboy.

"But what if he did not start mass killing and reviving directly, but organized an association and parade yelling "perfect evolution" even though he knew his identity as a pure blood dragon clan, but organized a meeting to yell "perfect evolution"?" Angers handed him the information about the mission.

"...What kind of magical brain circuit is this? What kind of perfect evolution does he want even if he knows that he is the pure blood dragon clan? Is it a dragon clan still have such a path to promotion?" The old cowboy frowned after reading the information.

"This makes me feel more like someone is manipulating behind my back. Maybe I want to use this action to achieve something. At present, all the evidence should be on the pure blood dragon clan wrapped in extreme ice," Anger said. "Maybe you can find something for me."

"Is this your attitude of asking for help?" The old cowboy put his hands on his hips and smiled fiercely, as if he was saying that he had finally caught me and begged me for something.

"What do you want to do?" asked the principal.

"I'm going to hold a swimsuit competition in school!" The old cowboy's eyes shone.

"You have this ambition?" The principal felt unbelievable.

"What's wrong with a young and beautiful girl wearing a swimsuit!" The old denim was confident, "By the way, I have to be the referee in the swimsuit competition! The reward is credits!"

"When participating voluntarily, the reward cannot be credits or any item in the school, it can be a bonus, but you have to pay it yourself." said the principal.

"Why are you so stingy!" The old cowboy looked at him disgusted.

"I'm thinking about the students." The principal's expressionless face.

"Okay okay, then that's it. I'll do my best, but there's still a problem at the moment. If this problem is not solved, my research will not be able to be developed." said the old cowboy.

"You can't be more frivolous in life," said the principal.

"This time I'm talking serious!"

As you agree, you also know how inappropriate the request you just said is! The principal thought.

"I need that freshman to help me thaw," said the old cowboy.

"Hmm?" The principal was stunned.

"You don't think it's easy to remove the ice, right? I was not joking before. If appropriate measures were not arranged, the chill here might really turn the entire ice cellar into a veritable 'ice cellar'!" said the old cowboy, "Unless I spend a lot of money to arrange an alchemy matrix, but rather than that, it's better to let the newborn help come faster. Isn't there a saying in China that the person who tied the bell if he untied it?"

"I remember correctly this sentence doesn't seem to be used like this."

"It's too tormenting to let an old man learn Chinese. Besides, Chinese culture is profound and profound, you can't know what the word means, so we just need to use the meaning of the other party to understand it." The old cowboy waved his hand, "By the way, have you seen the news on the Night Watch Forum?"

"What news, I have been busy and have no time to go up and read it since this afternoon." The principal was puzzled.

"Then you have to take a good look... [Freshman Rescue Execution Department Mission], [S-Class Unseen for 40 Years], the two freshmen have already surpassed the young master of the Gatuso family before they officially entered school." The old cowboy took out his cell phone and boarded the Night Watch Forum, "Hey? Why is there another one? The S-Class freshmen are going to challenge that Caesar Gatuso? It's really lively tonight! Who would win? The young people are really energetic, it's really enviable!"

"...To be honest, I didn't feel surprised..." The principal paused and said, "That freshman gives people the feeling that it is unexpected."
Chapter completed!